Under the covers of anonymity

It is easy to hide behind anonymity. To lurk behind the shadows of obscurity. We all do it sometime. Living in a world of strangers just makes it that much easier.

How much do you know of that person sitting next to you in that bus every morning? How well do you know your neighbours? How well do you know your friends? What is their favourite colors? Or their favourite food? What goes through their minds? How much of them do you know?

It is surprising just how little of society is really close to us. Same goes with how much of ourselves is truly known and understood by those who are close to us.

A mother may have spent years with a child yet she may never fully understand what goes on in his head. A father may have raised his child since he's but a babe, yet that very same father who's been through thick and thin with his son may never be able to fully predict his son's reactions to certain events in his life, nor understand why his son does some of the things he does.

People claim to know you inside out. People tell you they understand how you feel. They assure you that they've been through what you are now going through. They KNOW you. How much of this is true? How many of these people really know you?

No matter how close you are to another person, you can hardly understand or even begin to comprehend the intricate complexities of him/her.

When it all boils down to it, they only know a small part of you. The rest of you; the REAL you remains hidden behind obscurity. Cloaked in the mist of the mind. Something that is insubstantial.

Most of what we think and feel remains anonymous. Unknown. And, these are what makes us who we are. Our thoughts and emotions. The most vital components of our being. Also the most well hidden.

How many people out there can truly understand your thoughts and emotions? How many of them see what you see?

Who is to know? For we are all hidden under the mist of the self. Caught up in the world that is the mind. Free to think, feel and know anything and everything without being judged. All under the covers of anonymity. Only under the covers of anonymity.